Finally the 11 PM thread holding our joy together snapped too. No more waiting is to be done to hear and tell moments during the day we missed each other. No exclusive sq. ft. left for me. A dead heart beat that's all I am now. That's what I always have been.
For if a room that exists under the governance, authority, and intent of others seems smaller than it is, then a room that exists in secret can, regardless of its dimensions, seem as vast as one cares to imagine.